After The Divorce, I Farmed In The Countryside [Danmei MTL]

36: My Wife Is Jealous

Su Ling and Lin Feng were married for three years and basically did not interfere with each other's social life.

Su Ling's friends are very simple.

Apart from Lin Zhou, he occasionally walks with the seniors, visits teachers, or participates in seminars on traditional Chinese painting.

Exchange, learn more superb painting skills, and valuable experience.

Lin Feng is not the case.

As the president of the Lin Group, he often participates in some business activities and banquets of wealthy families, and most of his dealings are with famous families. 

And some celebrities who want to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix do everything possible to squeeze into the upper circle, pull investment to find cooperation, and privately conduct unknown transactions with those wealthy children who like to hunt for beauty.

Lin Feng's college classmate Hu Xingning is a prodigal son who has been in love with him.

Every so often, he changes his side to another person.

The celebrity model will not refuse to come.

When he likes it, he will lift people to the sky. Even if the people who are dumped have complaints, they dare not say anything.

Who makes the family rich and powerful?

Hu Xingning and Lin Yun have been dating for a while.

Whether there is still contact now, is unknown.

He did introduce Lin Yun to Lin Feng, but Lin Feng is a well-known self-consciousness in the circle and treats those who throw his arms.

Contemptuously, Lin Yun was Hu Xingning's male companion at the time.

Lin Feng had no interest in him, so naturally, he would not remember this little person.

He said that he didn't know him, he really didn't know him.

Su Ling was noncommittal about Lin Feng's explanation.

He believed that Lin Feng had nothing to do with Lin Yun and would not prevent him from being jealous.

It is not a pleasant thing that your husband is coveted by others.

The basketball court was still basking with millet, and the sun was down.

To harvest the millet, Su Ling instructed Lin Feng to go to work, while he carried two large bags into the house.

Lin Feng looked at the sun-dried grain on the basketball court, frowned his sword eyebrows, and silently rolled up his sleeves.

Su Ling went back to the house, took the purchased things out of the bag, stuffed the food in the refrigerator, and put the daily necessities in the storage cabinet, and then took them when needed.

As for the 20 boxes of covers bought by Lin Feng, he resisted throwing the trash can.

The impulse was put into the drawer of the bedside table in the bedroom.

After tidying up, he teased two little pets in the living room, paying attention to the movement outside the courtyard from time to time.

He heard the sound of wooden nails pushing the valley and pressed his lower lip.

When it was getting dark, he put down the cat stick and took the other.

A handful of wooden nail palladium hurriedly walked out of the courtyard.

Then—he leaned at the gate of the courtyard, with his arms folded, watching three or four villagers under Lin Feng's command, enthusiastically put the hill-like millet into the basket, stacked in the corner of the basketball court, made of plastic cover the rain cloth and fasten it tightly.